Before dawn, Momo was released.

"I'm sorry Priest, my brother is also acting on orders, why don't you offend your words tonight, don't go to your heart."

It's the pair of humming generals again, Momo is really lazy to pay attention to them. The footman slapped the thick rope that bound the cage door, and the dead knot immediately untied itself like a living thing. "The head of the regiment said, the punishment for you is over, and you are free, priest."

Momo, who had regained his freedom, immediately set up the second-order priest's shelf, and he stuffed the water bladder into the arms of Big Tongue in a very dignified manner, "Fill it up, don't let my woman run out of water, you do it yourself." Also, one of the men in this fortress counts as one, and all of them are not allowed to touch her. Am I clear enough? ”

The single-rank samurai rolled his eyes, waited for the cage to be retied, and left with his men in a scolding manner. Mo Mo turned around and smiled at Rouyi, "I'll go see the head of the regiment and see if I can change places for you, I'll be back soon." ”

His slave reciprocated with the same smile and did not speak.

Momo walked past the rows of cages, and except for the few men who had been punished for violating discipline, the rest were all prisoners of this battle of divine will. The women in detention were either depressed or ashamed. Whenever the priest's gaze met them, they always received expressions full of hatred.

Many people gathered in the fortress square, most of them routs who had survived the battle the day before. When they arrived at the fortress, almost everyone was wounded, and nearly half of them were missing hands and legs. It was through the efforts of the priests that they were able to regain their health. So when they saw the priest's tattoo on Momo's chest, many people spontaneously bowed their heads and half-squatted, and opened their arms to salute him.

Physical injuries are easy to treat, but mental injuries are a different matter.

Some sat on the ground in a daze, some kept circling around, some muttered to themselves, and sometimes let out the kind of wild laughter that is characteristic of the survivors.

In the words of Momo's memories of his past life, they were all PTSD sufferers. For these people, there is nothing Momo can do. The priest bowed his head, tried not to look at them, and walked away quickly.

The fortress barracks are unthinkable buildings. There are no windows, no balconies, not even crevices. Momo felt that the whole house was made by the main god from a rock as large as a hill, first sawn into a square, then hollowed out the inside, and finally left an arch for people to enter and exit.

The regimental commander's room was on the top floor of the barracks. Momo came to the arch of the building and came across several men carrying the corpses of women, all covered in bruises.

I'm sorry, the brothers haven't touched a girl in a few days. Confiscated on a whim of play.

Momo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He looked at the jade bodies lined up along the corner of the wall waiting to be disposed of, and remembered his brothers who had fallen under the woman's spear. Finally he shut his mouth and walked inside.

"Coming?" The head of the regiment greeted Momo, "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

"So-so." Momo responded, "What's going on at the door?" ”

"The captives just captured are not very honest, pick a few of the fiercest girls to vent to those brothers who have lost the battle and have a fire in their hearts, and kill them to make the rest more obedient." The head of the regiment handed Momo a skull cup filled with fruit wine. "Your little lover hasn't spoken yet?"

"I've done my best. This woman doesn't leak, I can't fight her. ”

"What you say is too much to destroy your own prestige. Since she won't speak, maybe we can give her ....... ”

"No way!" Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Momo expressed his attitude. He had the confidence to contradict in this matter, after all, the person was caught by the Guards Regiment and belonged to the Guards Regiment, and Momo was the captain of the 10th Guards Regiment.

Despite being the captain of a baggage team with only footmen and priests.

"I'm not done yet."

"It's not a good thing anyway, she's suffered enough. I will protect her and take her back to the city. ”

"And what about her secret?"

"The boundary wall has been raised, how much more of a threat can she pose to us?"

"Ha, you really love your enemy."

"She's not an enemy anymore."

"Yes, yes, I won't fight with you." I can see that the head of the regiment has a crush on you, and naturally I can see that you also have a crush on her, and I can also see that you have already her, so I just teased you just now, but I didn't expect you to be really careless. "Let's talk about something else, how much do you think we've lost this time?"

The oracles of the Lord God are hierarchical. The outcome of the War of Divine Consciousness is known only to the High Priest and the Priest who has the authority of the High Priest. Like Momo, one can only guess before the high priest forwards the announcement.

Momo estimated that there should be thousands of people in the square, plus those who had already left the fortress and bypassed the fortress and returned directly to the fortress, at most two or three thousand people. Momo made a simple subtraction and came to the conclusion: "About seven or eight thousand."

"I think so too. Ten thousand people are gone, seven or eight thousand, which can be called a fiasco. ”

Mo Mo was a little uncomfortable, and these words brought back painful memories for him. "What do you want to say?"

"I would say that we lost so badly. I've asked a lot of routs, both on both flanks and in the center. Summing up their statements, I found that the enemy had set us up one ring after another, and it was so compact that if we made a mistake in any link, we would fail. ”

The head of the regiment stared at Momo's eyes and said slowly.

"It's as if they could predict the prophet."

"You're saying they have an awakened person who can predict the future?"

"Do you have a better explanation?" The head of the regiment asked rhetorically.

Momo really didn't, he was in the rear to treat the wounded throughout the battle. I had the impression that the battle situation was collapsing without warning, and everyone suddenly began to turn and flee. He took a sip of wine, his face was solemn, and the atmosphere in the room became depressing.

"Tell me about that little lover of yours. If the woman's side really has the ability to predict the future, is your chance encounter with that Rou or something, really a chance encounter? How do you know it's not a game they purposed? How do you know that she is not trying to win your sympathy, approach you, use you, and finally fulfill her mission? ”

"So what? Are you suggesting that I kill her, just in case? ”

"Would you like to accept this suggestion?"

Fuck you, you're waiting for me here. "I don't want to!"

The head shrugged, "Whatever, I didn't expect to convince you anyway." One of you guards counts as one, and all of them are granite heads. When are you going to take her back to town? ”

"Just today. The wounded are almost contained, and it's useless for me to stay. Now that the manager is gone, it's time for the city to be inseparable from people. How many of the Guards Regiment have reported to the fortress in the past two days? ”

The regimental commander pulled out a roll of bark paper from the hole in the wall behind him, "From the night before yesterday to this morning, a total of twenty-six people came, and only two of them were from the tenth team. ”

plus what Wang Li took away, isn't there less than a team of 100 people? Mo Mo was desolate, and he drank all the fruit wine in his hand. "Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome." The head of the regiment put away the scroll, "You really don't plan to change your mind about that called Rou or something?" ”

"I don't plan to, I've made up my mind."

"Well, it's your own choice how to treat her, and it's your own trouble if something happens. I've said everything I need to say, you have to do it yourself. He paused for a moment, "Besides, I have my own problems waiting to be solved." ”

Momo raised an eyebrow, "Are you in trouble?" ”

"Yesterday I sent out four groups of scouts. Except for the first group who came back to report the news that the women had withdrawn from the army, all the rest were missing, and no one was alive or dead. ”

"Maybe some of the women stayed before the border closed and wanted to fight with us. Isn't this kind of thing very common? ”

"Yes, but this time I have some bad premonitions, and I'm afraid there are more than a few women left."

"Relax, everything will be fine." Mo Mo obviously felt that the head of the regiment was worrying about the sky, and the optimists were always good at comforting, whether it was for themselves or others.

"I hope so." The head of the regiment raised the wine bag, "Another drink?" ”

"Okay, why not?"